Sunday, 13 May 2018

Only eight at forestside today, but we did have members representing at the air ambulance sportive, and recovering from hangovers!

We set off up the Saintfield Road, wove our way through the back lanes and followed some seldom-explored fondo roads. Martin and Davy turned early for Annahilt while the rest of us kept on through Dromara, Kinallen, Corbet (with Rich turning early for Dromore) and into Banbridge.

Five miles out from the coffee stop, I starting to feel the dreaded knock creeping in but was saved by El Pistolero's emergency tracker bar. He was testing out his new aero wheels. "They're supposed to make you go faster. To that I say....balls. My old ones are going on the winter bike, they're basically square".

Optimism over the warm climes got the better of us, and we had to switch seats from outdoors to indoors (James found out that an HP sauce bottle fits snugly in a Castlereagh jersey). We also found out:

- I can eat a lot- Bones doesn't like queues, and left early- Retro has bother opening his jam- We were all universally underwhelmed by eurovision. Nil points.

The lumpy route home caused a sting in the legs, especially when my gear cable failed. I made it home with just 39x11 and 53x11 (but did phone my SO to ask for a lift first).